I am a 30 something year old mama to my matchy matchy kids. Little Bigger L is our four year old comedian and chief mess maker. The Little-er L is our two year old spicy ray of sunshine. Married to my best friend (schmaltzy I know) Seriously Daddy. I adore him even though most days he drives me crazy but I couldn't have this life without him. Like it or not, I am a former Geologist, pro choice, Planned Parenthood supporting, reality TV junkie, funky leather goods addicted, slightly earthy crunchy, semi angst ridden and some would even dare to say therapy needing stay at home mom living in a town that should be totally erased from the map, once we get the heck out of here.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Packing up from the water park. No naps, up to early, water park at 8:00am, on overdrive, refusing to eat lunch. We head to the Arcade while Seriously Daddy shoves a months worth of gear into his company car (hey, do you want to pay for gas in our SUV?) Hit the highway, Pink Floyd playing softly in the background. Silently high fiving each other thinking they are going to sleep like the dead until it's time for a potty break.

Not a chance in hell.

Pink Floyd cannot compete with that furry little red haired monster, otherwise known as THE DEVIL.